We Lit The Fire And It's Burning Bright

Frank's POV

Anxiously, I began to swiftly drag my fork across the plate. I wasn't really hungry.

"Hey mom," I questioned, not daring to look my mother in the eye. "I was wondering if I could go to that Black Sabbath concert around Jersey?"

She grinned. "Hun, don't you think you should go with a friend this time?"

"Rather go by myself, honestly."

"No, no," she corrected. "I'll go with you. I bet Larry Osbourne will make a good show."

"You mean Ozzy Osbourne?"

My mother ran her fingers through her colorful short hair. "Yeah. But...have you ever thought of going with a friend?"

I let out a sarcastic laugh. "It's funny how you think I have friends. Besides, everyone's a drag. They're all into Gwen Stefanie and stuff."

She shrugged. "Maybe not everyone."

"Pretty much everyone."

My mother pointed to my Maiden tee. "You never wear band shirts to school, you only wear blank shirts. Honey, if you showed your music taste to others you would share your interests with your classmates."

"Or I could get beat up."

"Frank," she rolled her eyes. "Start being positive. If you don't, life will hit you harder than Hurricane Katrina."

Notes

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